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TopicMy kitten died from FKS and I can't cope.
Eevee-Trainer
12/07/18 7:16:28 PM
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LockeMonster posted...
The other kitten is also very depressed. He's not eating and hiding in his little box hideout. I took him out and tried petting him and he just kept crying for his brother. I'm gonna pull out all the delicacies and stuff they liked and see if that helps. He's probably extra on edge because he likely heard me crying and bashing the wall last night (he was locked in my bedroom, so he didn't see anything).

Yeah, spoil the little guy, be gentle with him, and try to give him some love. It'll help take the edge off.

I always find it dumb how some people say animals don't have emotions as complex as us yet here is the little guy, grieving for his brother. (Or at least knows something's wrong.)

LockeMonster posted...
That's horrible and I don't even know how I would react. And yes, please. I would like to hear the other instances. Not many of the people around me have lost pets so other experiences will definitely help in understanding and moving on.

The other cats is a bit more of a complicated issue...

A couple of years ago, my parents divorced. I was in college, living in a dorm at the time, so I was completely blindsided by this. (Frankly they needed to divorce but I assumed neither would have the balls to go through with it.) Still, even though I was in a dorm, it wasn't far from home; every few weeks I'd come home. Sure, family life was shit, but free food, free laundry; plus I could see my sister. But I think the main reason I would actually come back were the cats.

There were three in all. This really old gray female, and a couple of brothers: one black and one with a tortoise-shell sort of pattern on his fur. We called them Zoey, Midnight, and Lil Bit respectively.

Zoey was probably the one most hurt by me going off to college. (I would've taken her given a choice but the dorms don't let us have non-service animals.) I think the entire family hated her, for some reason. I guess it was because she was getting old and messy: throwing up a lot, occasionally peeing where she shouldn't, etc. I was the only one she'd cuddle up with and all, sometimes for hours at a time. I guess it's because I didn't really care about the messes; sure they were annoying, but I would just clean them up and move on with my day. Not like she meant harm by it, you know?

Midnight and Lil Bit were warming up to me as well, if slowly. Midnight was probably the more playful of the three, and it was always fun making him run wild after a laser light or whatever. Lil Bit was somewhere in-between Zoey and Midnight - not quite playful, not quite loving, just doing his own thing I guess as cats do. Still, they were warming up to me too around the summer before I left for college. They would even cuddle up with me much like Zoey would sometimes; both Midnight and Lil Bit once tried to cuddle up with me at the same time, it was really cramped lol. But it was sweet, they rarely did that for anyone, so I liked it.

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